CREATURE COMFORTS
Some people get attached to a comfy pair of shoes, others get attached to a favorite T-shirt or a recliner. My husband? He’s attached to his pillow.
I’m not sure how long Kevin’s had it, but it came into our marriage with him almost 19 years ago and I think it was his dad’s pillow before that. So this pillow . . . well, it’s seen better days. Nevertheless, I did steal it for a while several years ago; It was firm and just the right thickness.
Several months ago, tragedy struck. The Pillow came up missing. I’ve looked high and low more than once, checking under every pillow case, in every closet. And still, no Pillow.
Kevin had the audacity to accuse me of throwing it away. I confess I considered it after watching an Oprah special on microscopic creatures and discovering that the Pillow was so heavy because of dust mite droppings. Ick. I think that’s when I bought an allergy-proof cover and gave his pillow back.
Kevin has tried every other pillow in the house and none of them measure up. Everything now gets blamed on the missing Pillow. Headaches, backaches, toothaches—all because he’s sleeping with an inferior pillow.
So, if anyone comes across a really heavy, king-sized, dust-mite infested pillow with an allergy-proof cover, can you please let me know? At the very least, the thing deserves a proper burial.
10 Comments:
I always take my own down pillow with me when I do a road trip. Haven't yet figured out how to keep room in a suitcase to pack it on airplane trips. Nothing like your own pillow in a strange place. I read somewhere that President Bush always carries his own pillow too. If the prez can do it, why not me??? :-)
Pam-this would be me, too. There is something about your own pillow.
Wonder what strange place this pillow will turn up? Amazing how things can grow legs and walk away!
This sounds like my husband, Denise! Brought a pancake thin pillow into our marriage and insisted he could sleep on nothing else. I finally said (after 20 years and after reading that same dust mite article) it's me or the pillow. We found the perfect replacement called a Slender Pillow at www.vermontcountrystore.com It's perfect, if a little pricey at $25. But worth it, since our marriage has now gone 33 years. Come to think of it, it's time to replace his pillow again. ; )
Oh that's hilarious, D! Would it have been left at a hotel during a trip? We did that once with Dave's favorite.
We have never taken this pillow anywhere! I'm beginning to think it self-combusted.
I thought I was the only woman alive who had this pillow thing with her husband! I wish my husband's would disappear! Ackkkk!!! I've offered many a replacement over the years, but nothing doing! It's this one or he can't sleep! I thought folks eventually outgrew their security blankets....er....pillows.
Hmmmmm? Wonder if there is a name for this phenomenon?
Kim
Remember in Planes, Trains, and Automobiles where Steve martin dreamed about having his hand between two really big marshmallows? Well maybe Kevin dreamed he was at a campout and he ate a really big marshmallow because, a pillow is kind of a hard thing to lose without a motel stay.
ROFLOL!!! That is so MAN. I'm so not attached to mine. I only use them for a year or so, then out they go and the new ones come in. I love new fluffy pillows. :o)
Uhm, do we need to send flowers for the burial?
It was an idol. he had to let it go. LOL
Maybe the dust mites ate it?
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